It's a funny sort of hiss that leaves Alfred at the slide of that third finger - his eyes shut for a moment, just to let himself focus on how it all feels. The stretch of himself, the sensation of being filled, the gentle touches and kisses that Herbert lays upon him.
It takes him a minute to let himself fully relax to it - and it's evident that he does when he rolls his hips very slowly, just once or twice, whimpering softly.
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It's a funny sort of hiss that leaves Alfred at the slide of that third finger - his eyes shut for a moment, just to let himself focus on how it all feels. The stretch of himself, the sensation of being filled, the gentle touches and kisses that Herbert lays upon him.
It takes him a minute to let himself fully relax to it - and it's evident that he does when he rolls his hips very slowly, just once or twice, whimpering softly.
"Mmnh, this - this is - oh, Herbert-"